Sitting here migrating files and what not to a new computer. It's more fun than ever. But I'm listening to the groovy mix I'm putting together for my sister's Fourth of July BBQ. Two CDs: Hot Summer Days & Cool Summer Nights. A lot of classic soul and funk and even a little Horace Silver. Good music to drink and talk to.
But as I'm sitting here I realize how freaking weird it is having a teenager living here. She used to be a lot shorter, talked funny and played with dolls. Now she's tall, talks to boys and has a really sharp wit. She's also a little strange. But hey, weird kids make interesting adults, right?
Okay, back to copying files and listening to some nice funky music. Helps the time pass.
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